The fuck?

Remember I old you in the previous post Mrs. Lau was going to invite my mom in for a "chat"?
Guess what? THAT JUST MADE EVERYTHING FUCKING WORSE.
She came back, sat on my couch, AND FUCKING YELLED AT ME. She was yelling at me about some crap about me being more stupid than others, not putting enough effort. Then she made me speak PTH or Canto at home with her. THE FUCK? I fucking hate cantonese. I fucking hate chinese. Why the fuck do I need to speak it like 50%+ each day?
Yes, you may say "Don't talk to her". I can't, she made my DAD to do it as well! THE FUCK?
Then I just cried and took a nap. After I woke up and had dinner, my mom slammed a whole bunch of papers and books on the dining table. She started screaming at me about exams and fucking Chinese History. I immediately lost my appetite, didn't even touch my rice and just showered and went to bed.
BEFORE 10 o' clock. I was out cold already at eleven o' clock.
Okay, that wasn't the bad part. The bad part was I started to loose my mind in the shower.
I'm not joking, okay? I was seriously getting flashes of me in the mental wing of the hospital. Screaming. Then I just realised I was ACTUALLY screaming in the shower. Then I started crying so badly, the tears were none stop streaming down. I couldn't stop. I couldn't even stop when I was brushing my teeth. THE FUCK?
Then The next day in Chinese, I had a pair of scissors and I just started cutting myself in class. I couldn't stop and was non-stop thinking about last night's screaming and my mom yelling at me.
I'm back in depression again. When it just started to get better! THE FUCK?